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(It has been hard to keep this a secret for the last 18 months… But somehow we did.)
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Bobcat Goldthwaite and some English bloke delve into economics on mpr’s WITS last night. I love that I get to be a random member of the Wits family. Script by, and on extreme right, John Moe.
This will be the ultimate biopic, and is how I want to be remembered.
Gaiman & Pratchett
1990/1991. Signing our way across America. We were babies.
In which SFWA President John Scalzi and I battle with Bradbury Awards for the cameras.
You can see Jo Walton beaming in the background because she just won a Nebula Award for her novel AMONG OTHERS and even the sight of Mr Scalzi and me letting the side down like that could not take the smile from her face.
This is the hair that The Price modelling team ended up with.
The successfully funded animated film The Price continues to plug away, updating us frequently via their super cool production blog. A recent project update pointed out to us that animating hair is rather difficult, something we never fully appreciated until we witnessed this series of “Neil Hair Tests” (Yes, that Neil):
That lead us to using 3D hair systems (which, although they have been around awhile now, are still notoriously difficult to work with). After much trial and error, we’ve gotten most of the bugs worked-out, but I thought you might get a kick out of some of these not-quite-successful experiments.Ha!
The very first signing for Sandman ever. Mike Dringenberg and I were both in New York (Sam Kieth had already quit), Sandman #1 had just come out, and Mike and I went to Jim Hanley’s Universe in Staten Island to sign comics for, what, at most a dozen people…? Which means this was December 1988.
It was the first proper signing I had ever done in the US.
Lola poses for KyleCassidy beside the scary tree.
Perhaps you do not think it is scary. You may not see the staring eye, the twisted mouth… “It’s pareidolia!” you mutter.
And you’re right, of course. Probably it isn’t a scary tree at all.
Actually, it kind of reminds me of the yip-yip aliens from Sesame Street…
I think I may post a Moment of Amanda for the next few days. Here’s herself singing CREEP - with a Polish translator. I’m in here too (I’d just done a Q&A in Empick, a Warsaw Bookshop, and Amanda sang afterwards.)
There’s something gloriously funny about Creep with translations. Even if you do not speak Polish.
